I could not stop shivering, the cold night air rushed over my naked body. I opened my eyes, still a bit dozed. I looked around and saw that Curt, my fellow tribesman was, just like me, tied to a pole, right in the middle of the Roman fort. My whole body hurt, dried up blood sticking to my body, luckily I was had no serious wounds, only a couple of cuts and bruises. Curt was in a worse state, his body hang limp and his lower body was covered with fresh blood. A Roman soldier walked passed and spat me in the face. He stopped at Curt, lifted his tunic up and started to piss over Curt. Curt's body shivered as the piss hit the fresh open wounds. "You bastard!" I shouted. A big hand slapped my face. "Shut up, you fucking barbarian!" and with a grin on his face the Roman soldier left.
I did not hate the Romans, I always thought that my people could learn a lot from them, just as the Romans could learn from my people. It had not been my idea to attack the Roman soldier who took a swim in the lake. It was a really Curt's idea. Curt and I were fishing when we noticed the soldier putting down his armour, in just a loincloth the Roman waded into the water. Curt and I had just turned sixteen, just the week before we had been initiated by our tribe into manhood. A bit reckless Curt urged me to get the soldier and sprinted off into the lake. I tried to stop Curt, there was no reason to hurt the Roman. Just as the Roman surfaced from a dive, Curt attacked him. The Roman was baffled for a few seconds, but recovered quickly, he gave a loud cry, and threw Curt off him. The Roman sprinted to the shore getting his dagger. I ran to the Roman trying to stop him. Just then five other Romans appeared from the woods. We were no match for the well trained Romans. Soon they overpowered us and we were tied down. Curt had been stabbed a couple of times in his legs and arm and was bleeding heavily. We were brought the the fort, stripped from our cloths and tied to poles.
We had been left there for more then 12 hours, I felt thirsty and hungry, the ropes really hurt, and began to cut into my skin. I never hated the Romans, in fact he liked them, love to see them parade in those leather short skirts, with their big muscled legs and shining armour. If I could only turn back time.
I must have dozed off, because when I opened my eyes again the sun had already risen and a few soldiers were walking around. Although I was official a man since a week, I felt a tear running down my cheek. What would they to with us? What would the tribe do if they found out that they were taken by the Romans. I prayed that they wouldn't do anything stupid. The last couple of years it had been peaceful between the Romans and my people.
Two Romans came walking our direction. "Hey Curt, wake up" I shouted. Curt opened his eyes and lifted his head. I could see that he was still in pain. "Untie them and clean them" the first one said. The other cut the ropes, Curt fell to the ground. The Roman looked at his wounds, "have those wounds cleaned at once". He called two other soldiers. They got Curt in between them and carried him off. I was untied too, I managed to stay on my feet, although my legs and arms felt numb, I tried to cover myself with my hands, but the soldiers grabbed me at my arms and I was marched off to one of the barracks. Once inside I was sat against the wall. They lay Curt on the floor next to me. "Stay!" a soldier said and left them. "Curt, are you all right?" I asked. "Yeah, a bit tired though, what do you think will happen?" "Don't know". "O man, I am so sorry!". The soldier returned with two buckets, followed by an older man. The older man sat down and looked over Curt's wounds. "Nothing too serious" he said, and wet a cloth to clean the wounds. The soldier told me to stand against the wall, as I did he lifted the bucket and threw the cold water over me. Damn that water was cold, I started to shiver again, but it also made be feel a bit better. He threw a cloth at me and told me to dry myself. I wiped myself clean, the wounds I had were all healed, and the dried up blood was cleaned off. "You better lay here for a while" the older man told Curt. The old man and the soldier left, leaving us alone.
After a while a soldier came in. "Hey, you", pointing at me, "take care of my horse" I got to my feet and followed him to the stable. It felt very strange to walk naked outside, the soldier took big steps, I almost had to run to keep up with him, by cock was swaying every way. When we were at the stable he took of his helmet. I walked over to the horse to unsaddle it. "Help me first" the soldier said, "remove my armour". He stuck up his arms, there were two buckles on each side, I really had to stand close and on the tip of my toes to open them. There was a sharp smell of sweat. "I've been on the saddle all night" he said, I looked up at him, my head came only to his chest. Once the armour was removed the smell of sweat only became stronger, his tunic underneath was soaked. I took a step back but he laid his hand in my neck. "Not so quick, boy" he grinned, "you know how it feels being on a horse all night?". I shook my head. He pushed me down, "on you knees!". I sank down to my knees, looking up to him, afraid what he would do to me. He reached behind his back and the leather skirt fell to the ground. He pulled of his sweaty tunic. Now he was only in his loincloth. I was looking right at the big package in front of my eyes. He grabbed my head and forcefully grounded my lips against the cotton, the cloth was damp, the smell was overwhelming, sweat, piss and a hint of leather filled my nose. He pushed my head forward, my lips and nose were pushed into his lap, I could feel his cock growing as he rubbed me hard against it. "Yeah, suck me!" he shouted. To be honest, I felt my own cock getting hard too. I ran my tongue over the outline of his cock till I reached the head. "Oh, yeah" the soldier moaned. He got his cock and hairy balls out, with his hand behind my head he pushed me on his cock, the big head parted my lips. I had to open wide, it was so thick and long, with my hands on his legs I tried to stop him going further, but he held my head in its place and trusted his hips forward. The cock hit the back of my throat, I could not help it but I gagged, I could not breath anymore. The soldier laughed loudly, he pulled out a bit but pushed his cock all the way back in again. His balls hit my chin. Again I had to gag, but he would not let go of my head. I took some deep breaths through my nose and told my self that the sooner he shot the better. Remembering the night of initation, I started to work my tongue around his shaft and head, while at the same time I grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently. "You see, you can do it!" He said. He bent over and pulled my ass a bit up. Standing like this, with his cock in my mouth and my ass up, his cock could not penetrate my mouth too deep so it was much better for me. But then I felt his big hands on my ass. Pulling them apart and squeezing them hard. I sucked harder and faster, his balls rolling around in my hand, with my other hand I wanked my own cock, which was now fully hard. "Boy, you got a nice ass!" As he said that he slapped my ass with his open hand, damn that hurt. Again his hand landed hard on my ass, while he pumped his cock faster into my mouth.
His hand did not stop, my flesh was burning, but somehow it really turned me on. I wanted his cock as deep in my throat as possible. All of a sudden he pulled his cock out. "Turn around, on all fours", he ordered. I did as he said, not knowing what he wanted I looked back. "Open that ass for me". I did not know what he meant by that, so I just pushed my ass a bit back. With his hands he pulled my cheeks apart. This felt so strange, never had I been in a situation like this, I felt embarrassed, with my ass open like this, he was looking right into my exposed hole, a part so private. With one hand on my back he held me down, I could not move at all. Never before I had felt so helpless, his other hand landed hard again on my ass cheeks, a shiver went over my spine. I could not help but I felt a tear rolling down my face. I gave a loud moan as I felt his warm tongue licking my most intimate part. His tongue ran up and down my crack, my cock made a jump upwards, pushing against my belly. A warm feeling filled my body, I gave could not stop moaning, this I had never felt, he even tried to push his tongue inside my ass!
With his big hand he pulled my cheeks further apart. I felt his stubble scratching my flesh while his tongue entered me deeper. I could not stop moaning, I even pushed my butt a little back wanting his tongue deeper in my ass. Soon his tongue left my ass, all too soon I felt the wet tip of his hard cock being rubbed up and down my crack. "Still a virgin, he?". I looked around, what did he mean by that? "Never been fucked, have you?". I did not understand him so I just replied that I had never fucked a girl. He let out a loud laugh, "no, that's not what I mean!" and slapped me hard on my ass again. "You never had a cock up your ass, that's what I mean!". For a moment I was paralyzed, that can't be true, I thought, he is just kidding, I never heard of that before. I looked back at him, his gaze was fixed at my ass, with one hand he was stroking his cock and then I felt one of his fingers entering my ass. I panicked, I screamed as I felt a deep pain as he pushed a second finger in me. I tried to get up, I wanted to run away. His big hand pushed my back down again. "Please, don't!" I tried.
This was not possible, he couldn't, this was so wrong, I thought. I heard him spit, his finger left my ass, for a second I thanked all the Gods I knew, but then I felt something warm and big pushing against my pucker, knowing what it was, I pleaded him to stop. I felt the pressure building up. A hand landed hard on my flesh. "Open up!" he shouted. "No, no, please!" I begged'. He brought his body down, resting on my back, with his mouth next to my ear he said "relax boy, I'm gonna to fuck you, whether you like it our not". "Please" I said, "I can't!, it is impossible". "Just relax, push back a bit, just let it happen, do what you do if you gonna crap". I still felt his cock pushing against me, with his body he held me down, I knew there was no way to escape. Tears were running down my face. My cock, only a few minutes ago rock hard and oozing pre-cum was now as flacid and small as could be. I quickly and softly said a prayer, I pushed my ass back the way you do when you gonna to take a shit. At the same moment I felt the big head pushing through my sphincter. I let out a loud cry, with all his power he pushed forward. I could not stop crying and shouting, the pain was killing me, I felt his cock entering me inch by inch. I thought I was going to be ripped apart my that huge monster. I shouted, cried, yelled, begged, but he pushed his cock deeper and deeper. His hands went all over my back and my chest, grabbing my balls and cock. There seemed to be no end to his dick. Finally I felt his balls against mine, and he let out a soft moan.
"See, you can take it!" he laughed. I did not dare to move, the pain was cutting through me, I felt stuffed, it almost felt like his cock was searching a way out through my throat.
For a few moments he rested, but then he started to move. With every thrust he made I gave a soft cry. I prayed again, hoping that it was soon over, I saw stars and images of my mother and father, I was going to die, killed my that big fucking cock of him.
He started to move faster, it still was painful but every now and then he hit something inside me, don't know what it was, but it felt good for a few seconds. With every move he made I wanted to get that special feeling again, so pushed my ass back to him.
"Yeah, that's it" He said. His hand found my nipples and pulled on them hard. I gasp, but I liked it, his balls were slapping mine, I liked the way his big hairy body covered mine. I felt a stir starting deep in my ass, running through my balls to the tip of my cock. I pushed my ass back to meet his thrust, although my cock was still flacid I could feel that I was about to cum. He pounded my ass faster, slapping my ass with his big hands. I could not help moaning louder. I squeezed my muscles in my ass tight around his fucking pole, somehow I did want this to go on forever, this felt like something I had never felt before, this was so intense, so much better then all the other things I had done. Pain mixed with pleasure.
Behind me I heard his moans getting louder and his thrust were becoming faster. I realised that he was about to come. I wondered how it would feel to receive his cum inside me. My own body tensed, my ass tightened around his cock, I was going to shoot, without even touching my cock. I looked down, my cock was only half hard, I groaned, I felt and I saw, how my cock started to erupt. With his cock still fucking me deep and fast I was shooting my load, an orgasm like nothing I had before. With a loud groan the solder started to shoot his cum inside my ass. This was too much for me, I guess I passed out. When I came around again, I still felt his cock in my ass, he was laying on top of me, kissing my neck and ears. I had never felt so much pain but at the same time never felt so much pleasure. I turned my head to him, his tongue entered my mouth, our tongues played around.
"You got a nice ass, boy!" the soldier said. He pulled out his cock, gave me a hard slap on my ass again and told me to take care of his horse. He gathered his uniform and, without bothering to get dressed he left the stable. I got up too, a sharp pain shot from my ass through my body. As I walked to the horse I felt something dribbling out of my ass down, my legs. I looked down a mixture of blood and cum was running down. Although I felt used and dirty I also felt satisfied. I wondered if only Romans would fuck like this, I mean fuck guys in the ass. It was something I had never heard off. I took care of the horse and with the water from the trough I cleaned myself. I walked slowly back to the barrack where Curt was, each step step I took my ass hurt a bit.